Verse 1: Golden Boy

I'm Politickin on which chickens is ill

Polish the grill of my whip, krills crystals impossible

Picture the bottomless pitchers of citrus

And Vodka spillin on dips top flipping a burger

Flippin the bird at a kid, rippin in pop's

Impala holla bitch

I'm saying word, custom plates sayin you rich

Shaven whiskers to chin lace, my clique clownin you fake

Nelly impersonators, your celly digis and pagers busy?

We got papers and liquors and icky chaser

And vicious legs in them dickies thats shakin their little babymakers

Got the city of Vegas' regulations with Texas'

Mickeys reppin a place that isn't the states you get me?

Yo it isn't fresh to sip booze with chicks who

Just sit and never get in the mix, dude

I've met a few ridiculous, mesh meticulous

Groomed breast bigulous women who dress sick you just

Pressin the issue and no, they ain't thirsty and no

They stay girly and no, that's the worst tasting

Bro, we gotta bounce where the thirst takes me

The found ladies get down like my birthday G

Every time he get laced a little and wasted, a

Kid'll rhyme and we get blazed and riddle

Away the middle of night, yo sittin on sand Ricky

Grippin a pipe, flame light figures in tan flicker

Kickin it off the dome, rip it with stoned spitters

Switch my flows even better when next to the ocean's whispers

While all my life I've been searching for balance

Work with talented individuals, rituals when we tappin absinthe

My GD legion we be workin round the clock to discover

Unlock the cover the secret the perfect drunken holla

Hook: Golden Boy

Thank god it's Monday

A new week to repeat but drunk and erase

The mistakes we making once

And thank god it's Monday

Though I don't believe in the fuck

I need to pick up somebody for the week to come

Verse 2: Golden Boy

Rockin the wallies that a copped on the coast

Bottom is tan

Got a problem though my moccasins slant

Walk through snow chopped a couple dollars off of the fabric Some trouble spots come from bubble double shots as a habit

I'm grabbing all that I got, stashed in a cabinet and gosh

That's a lot less, than when I last, locked the chest the West

Fresh air

Sights, the night's young the lights of the ferris shine on the horizon and flare

Like Paris but not quite, life is a nightmare

In which you find yourself deprived of the flyest of gear

You need to buy it captain, if you're rappin be quiet

I'm slappin anybody tacklin the Think Twice beat science

And keep the silence while I'm down please gazing off the balcony

Waiting for my Juliet to shout at me

And ciao, we could just post up and get it crackin, how so

Dash and intercept em at the house yo

He who hold dutch, know that when it's only

One day into the week and nothin goin on we must roll

Layin on the streets, nah, save the stems

Stead of wastin we could make a liter green tea tequila

He need la, like he need a hole in his head

But wheels only paused for a second then we peel off

I guess it's what you might call a off-day

Down time, son, around my way, it's a lifestyle

Or like a holiday, clowns keep your jaw tight

Lounge till we bounce and you'll really be aight

So do believe the hype, and cruise with us tonight

Yo cruise with us tonight

Yo cruise with us tonight, yo

Hook: Golden Boy

Thank god it's Monday

A new week to repeat but drunk and erase

The mistakes we making once

And thank god it's Monday

Though I don't believe in the fuck

I need to pick up somebody for the week to come

(x2)